Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
You know? You know, they gotta move out the way
When the real niggas come through

Hahaha, I don´t care ´bout none of that
They gotta salute this shit, yo

Everybody can´t go, and you probably won´t make it
I whipped that powder to glaciers and found the Oasis
My history a street dealer, narcotics on paper
This work, I´m cuttin´ more times than Kyrie been traded (Yeah)
I was one foot out the game after that freestyle with Flex
I was one foot in the door at JAY-Z house with West´
Now you see how I cleaned house and see wild success
A rapper never reached out, he either senile or deaf

I´m gettin´ big in the paint, I´m all rebounds and TECs
Put rapper heads on walls like TV mounts for checks
You beat out the best, and then you weed out the rest
Comfortable at home, wherever I put my feet down, and next (Yeah)
And this one for the hustlers who I was handin´ ounces
Now, look at God, I wrote this verse in my GRAMMY outfit
I was runnin´ routes, resort back to your instincts
When one in doubt, was up a plug with one foot in and one foot out

I had one foot in the game (Game)
Playin´ hopscotch with ´Caine (´Caine)
True story based on actual events (And this really happened)
I had one foot out the door (Door), my whole team was sellin´ Dog (Dog)
I was rappin´, still straddlin´ a fence (Straddlin´ a fence)

I had one foot in and one foot out
One foot in and one foot out
One foot in and ain´t nobody know it (I kept it low, though)
I had one foot in and one foot out
One foot in and one foot out
You really can´t do both ´cause you´ll blow it (Gotta watch that)

The price goin´ up? "Better believe it," he said
Cocaine water waves, still splash ´til we sea sick
C6 to C11 (Go), these bricks, I´m a legend (Go)
Whippin´ ´til forever, infinity measures
I mean, niggas got some lines that´s clever, but they ain´t really better (Go)
Than a guy that carry a cross and a Beretta
Sittin´ in these label meetings like, "This shit feelin´ like a set-up"
Nigga, shut up
You say the wrong number, I might get up
I hear these niggas´ new get-up, it sound real Stove-ish (It sound like me)
But I´ma let you rock until I´m fed up (Hahaha)
Put my foot on the gas and I ain´t let up (No)

I´m a letter up, a M, boy
I´m quiet with this cash money, I´m Slim, boy
These ten bricks of boy look like cinnamon (Like cinnamon)
It was his own niggas that did him in (Ha)
So I keep my circle small
Have my young boy run up on you clowns (Brrt, bap-bap-bap)
And shoot the circus up
I got one foot in the door (Brrt, bap-bap), and one foot on the raw

I had one foot in the game (Game)
Playin´ hopscotch with ´Caine (´Caine)
True story based on actual events (And this really happened)
I had one foot out the door (Door), my whole team was sellin´ Dog (Dog)

I was rappin´, still straddlin´ a fence (Straddlin´ a fence)

I had one foot in and one foot out
One foot in and one foot out
One foot in and ain´t nobody know it (I kept it low, though)
I had one foot in and one foot out
One foot in and one foot out
You really can´t do both ´cause you´ll blow it (Gotta watch that, ah)